Remember when we lay on the wet grass && you wrapped your arms around my waist to make sure I wouldn’t get cold.
darling the words “I love you; you do know that” re-play in my head like the songs on repeat that remind me of you&&me
&& I Remember how you promised me the world && swore you would always love me.
I guess you were high and spaced out further than satellites in the atmosphere when you wrote that.
or maybe you wrote it because you felt oh.so guilty about running away to neverland and back with her; while i poured my heart out on the keyboard.
oh sweetheart you weren't one to deny it when I asked you if "am I tinkerbell; shes your fucking Wendy"
&& you stopped writing I love you at the end of the so short emails && i guess you got sick of me playing damsel in distress
but as the story goes;; I died when they chanted "theres no such thing as faries" && you were to busy teachering wendy to fly;; to notice
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I hate him!
&& her
